Who's talking?

We have been experimenting with writing in different voices. We wrote a paragraph about a fairly ordinary moment in our day, then rewrote the moment from someone (or something) else's perspective.

Here's Kara's story:

Kara

Saturday morning I wake up and go to the cupboard for porridge and I reach and squish the box and dump it on the table. My brother slams it into a bowl and puts cold milk in it.

Porridge

The human squishes me, I crack and pop. She slams me down, the boy comes, throws me and I get hurt. Then comes the cold milk!

Here's one from Kelly:

Kelly

I pick up the discus, it seems heavier each time I practise it. I throw the discus, it flies through the air like an aeroplane zooming off the runway. As it lands, I hear a big thump.

Discus

As I get picked up, I think to myself, here we go again. I go flying through the air and land on the ground with a thump. I try to say ‘ouch!’ but nothing comes out. Kelly says, ‘That’s the best one yet, Mum!’

I hate being me.